Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb Mary had a little lamb; it’s fleece was white as snow And everywhere that Mary went, Mary went, Mary went Everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go
In a cottage in the woods,A little old man at the window stood;He saw a rabbit hopping byFrightened as could be. “Help me, help me, sir,” she said,“Before the huntsman
Cock-a-doodle-doo!My dame has lost her shoe!My master’s lost his fiddling stick,And knows not what to do. Cock-a-doodle-doo!What is my dame to do?Till master’s found his fiddling stick,She’ll dance without her
I’m a little teapot, short and stoutHere is my handle (hand on hip), here is my spout (other arm out straight)When I get all steamed up, hear me shoutJust tip